I had mixed feelings about the kiss; it wasn't doing my dick any good at all.Soon she pulled back, "I've got to get decent."She turned and leaned back...against me as she straightened her panties and then struggled to get her jeans all the way up and fastened. I enjoyed the feeling of her back and shoulder muscles moving against me. When she leaned forward to work on her bra she spoke loudly towards the front seat, "Who picked this fuckin' fifteen minute movie anyway?" The reaction suggested that. Fuck my fingers bitch!’ Kirsty growled. ‘I have to see this!’ Sarah said getting off the sofa and grabbing her camera. She joined Kirsty behind me and began taking pictures of her finger fucking me. I desperately wanted one of them to touch my cock but didn’t want to ask. The fingers suddenly withdrew and a dildo took their place. I guessed from the shape of it that it was the long vibrator. A guess that was confirmed almost immediately as it was switched on and pushed deeper into my anus. My. Anyway, I pulled my cock back, rolled it into my jeans but decided to see, if possible, what the game was. I came out and it was easy to get into the next booth because it was not bolted from inside for a good reason. In the light of the TV screen, I could see as he raised his head and smiled at me. He must be a college aged boy, totally naked, all his clothes in a pile on the side and he was bent over a stool in the booth waiting to be fucked by anyone who dared to come in his booth. I was not. The best part is part 3 and will be coming soon! Part 2: So after I caught my wife cheating on me with my then best friend, I started looking into more of what she has done or was doing. I hired a private investigator to follow her around for a month. I wasnt sure what would come up, but I wanted proof of whatever it was. I hadnt decided if I wanted to leave her or not. She had been begging me for forgiveness and had basically been my sex slave every night. She said she doesnt know why she.